Saturday, October 13, 2007

Saturday, after a long Friday of cold weather and drenching rains, our favorite ball of fire decided to poke his head out and clear the clouds away, allow for a great early morning jaunt down to the San Francisco Ferry Building Farmers Market. Normally on a Saturday morning after a long and soul-crushing week at work, I enjoy sleeping in, lounging around whilst drinking coffee, watching cooking shows on PBS, and maybe eventually making an appearance outside for lunch. On this particular Saturday, I somehow woke up at the ungodly hour of 7 a.m. Once my fiance and I were both out of the warm and cozy confines of our bed, we hopped the K-line down to the Embarcadero to find us some good fall fruits and vegetables. And kids, don't be fooled; just because summer has left us doesn't mean that there aren't a bounty of tasty things ripening right now.

Ok, so first stop was to the good people at Frog Hollow Farm, who always have some of the best in-season fruits around. We picked up a few juicy Warren pears after taking full advantage of the sample trays and coming, very judiciously of course, to our decision. We had noticed on our way in while passing the good folks at Cowgirl Creamerythat they were selling fresh Buffalo Mozzarella. Both of us being fans of the combination of mozzarella, tomatoes, and basil, we grabbed a tub of the cheese after finding fresh basil and heirloom tomatoes in the market outside. Even near the end of tomato season, we found some great looking tomatoes, some the size of a baby's head. Seriously. I really can't wait to taste them, with that fresh mozzarella, some basil, and just a splash of olive oil. It's the little things that make me happy.

We meandered through the market a bit more, picking up a huge bunch of grapes from a small farm in Dinuba, which, coincidentally, is where my own dear mum grew up. With our bag heavy and fully laden with fresh produce, we took our leave of the crowded market, but not before grabbing an icy bottle of fresh-squeezed apple & cherry juice. I love me some good apple juice. It was just another lovely day in San Francisco, enjoying the brief respite between rainstorms with the sun showing up for just a little while before he disappears behind the fog for another year.

Master Of The Tiny Kitchen

I live, eat, and write with my beautiful wife in the most amazing city in the world. Six By 10 Tiny Kitchen is my attempt to document the food world through my eyes.
All photographs, unless otherwise noted, were taken by my amazingly talented wife.